The little daughter-in-law of the palace

Chapter 115 Cheng Yu seems to have seen flowers blooming (1)
After entering Beijing, it was not the first time that Hanzhu was whispered in his ear that he liked her.

Ah Xun is a clingy and coquettish child. At night, Hanzhu coaxes him to sleep. Sometimes the little guy sleeps obediently, and sometimes he puts his arms around her neck and asks if his sister likes him. If Hanzhu says he likes him, the little guy will grin. With a smile on her lips, she leaned close to her ear and said softly that I like my sister too.

The boy's voice was immature and innocent, Hanzhu felt soft and soft when he heard it, and would hug the little guy and kiss him.

And Cheng Yu's voice was as deep as the sound of the last drop of water falling on a leaf in the empty mountain after the rain. It was a little dazed and ethereal, with his usual coldness. This scorching summer is so clear that she can hear clearly.But his breath was so hot, it brushed directly on her face and ears, and the words "I like you too" softened her body.

Without the strength to struggle, she could only be pressed by his arms and leaned against his arms, his chest was right in front of her eyes, and her beating heart was so powerful.She looked sideways slightly, next to his white chin, he lowered his head to speak, and the two of them were so close, it seemed that if she moved, her face would stick to his.

Her heart was beating faster and faster.

Cheng Yu seems to have seen the flowers bloom.

She was in his arms, with an astonishingly slender waist, so frightened that he didn't dare to use more strength, for fear of accidentally breaking this slender flowery branch.

Is the more tense the more fragrant?
How fragrant can it be the most fragrant?
Her heart beat like a drum, and the sachet in her hand fell off and hit his boots.

It didn't hurt or itch, but it woke him up.

Facing her fluttering and panicked eyes, Cheng Yu's eyes were full of dark waves, and then calmed down again in an instant.There was a sound of footsteps behind him, as if someone was fleeing in embarrassment. Guessing it was Zhou Wenjia, Cheng Yu let go of Hanzhu, took a step back and said, "Okay, he's gone."

Hanzhu also wanted to leave, but she couldn't move her feet, so she didn't fall down because she supported the grape trellis behind with her right hand.Before her heartbeat calmed down, she looked down at the hem of his clothes, and her mind was in turmoil.He didn't want to kiss her, did he do that kind of action just to show Zhou Wenjia?
It must be, he was just acting, how could he really kiss her?

"Sorry, I offended you just now." Cheng Yu picked up the pink sachet, looked carefully, and frowned.

He wanted the sachet embroidered by her, and wanted to use this performance to wear it on his body for a few days, and he had been thinking about it, looking forward to it and worrying about it.Girls usually give their sweethearts embroidered cases in pairs, such as mandarin ducks playing with watercolors and butterflies flying together. If she also gives him one like that, he will definitely not be able to wear it.

He was relieved to see her embroidering the wishful pattern of peace before, and because he was happy to receive the gift, he didn't think too much about it, only now did he realize that the color was inappropriate.How can a man wear a powder sachet?He's not one of those flirtatious boys who don't miss their jobs all day long and only know how to provoke women.

Glancing at the green skirt on her body, Cheng Yu suddenly understood that she was also a little clever.

She just didn't want him to wear it.

"Why is it embroidered in pink?" Cheng Yu asked with a smile. He likes her tenderness, but he likes her daughter's tenderness even more when she is awkward.Now he wanted to hear how she would explain it, to see how smart she could be.

There was a smile in the man's words, the first time Hanzhu heard him laugh, she couldn't believe it, she raised her eyes quietly.

He stood two steps away from her, with the corners of his mouth curled up and his eyes narrowed.

This kind of Cheng Yu Hanzhu was unfamiliar, and she couldn't resist. Looking at the sachet in his hand, she lowered her head, unable to find a reason, and asked softly, "Is pink wrong?"

"I can't wear it." Cheng Yu said, looking at her trembling eyelashes.

Hanzhu bit her lip, and unconsciously rubbed the vine with her hidden hand, "He saw that I sent you off, and he would know if he didn't wear it."

Cheng Yu really likes the little appearance of her arguing words now, and only thinks that she is the real her, a 14-year-old cardamom girl, not someone's sister, not the gentle sister who is only willing to cry secretly at night and laugh and take care of her sister during the day .

Because he likes it, knowing it’s not suitable, he still continues to talk nonsense: "My cousin is stubborn, he will get angry once he sees it, and he may not give up. I wear it on my body, and he sees it once is like reminding him once. If there are too many times, he will It's easier to give up."

Hanzhu raised her head in shock, "You, you mean, he hasn't given up yet?" Zhou Wenjia first saw her giving a sachet to Cheng Yu, and then saw Cheng Yu hugging her. It can be seen that the two are in love with each other.

Under her gaze, Cheng Yu put away the sachet and hid it in his bosom. Seeing her blushing and turning her head away, he was in a better mood, and asked her seriously: "If your childhood sweetheart falls in love with someone else because you forgot, you will give up right away. Or try to find a way to win him back?"

Hanzhu frowned.

(End of this chapter)